I Was Once a Legend

Back to the small bar at the beginning.

At a glance, Cui Zuojing saw the glass bottle that was placed on the top floor of the cabinet. Compared with the appearance when it was just put away, the color of the colorful streamer was much dimmer.

"I have tried my best to save it, but it is your own thing after all, it will automatically return to you, you should also feel it, and now only those left on my side are left." The clown took the bottle down and put it down On the bar.

"Yes." Cui Zuojing lightly touched the glass bottle, the streamer inside felt, and pressed against the position of his finger, wanting to go back.

After the performance, the audience was exiting, noisy voices were faintly heard, Dong Zheng, they should have selected things in the store now.

After a year, his feelings finally came back.

Cui Zuojing still remembers how he felt when he first returned to the pure white realm. His feelings were painfully drawn away from his body. At that time, he was alone with Victor, and he was full of indulgence in repentance. How indifferent.

He picked up the bottle and didn't rush to open it, he simply took it in his hand and said, "Yes, do you know any way to release the blood contract?"

"After you were forced to sign the blood contract, I went to ask immediately, but the result was the same as what I knew from His Highness, only the library has a way." The clown said, "To lift the blood contract, you must go to the library Find an administrator on a trip."

Cui Zuojing nodded. The prisoner's contract is one of the most basic rules of pure white land. Naturally, it is impossible to easily unlock it. Now that I know that the library has a way, I have to plan a trip.

Cui Zuojing thought, and suddenly felt that the hair top was touched, and the touch was strange, he raised his hand and pressed down the top of his head, and there was nothing.

Immediately he realized that Dong Zheng was in the center of the inner core, touching Arabidopsis.

The clown took off his performance suit and put on a black suit. There were countless deep scars on his back, which were left when he fled the new queen to chase down.

The streamer hit the bottle wall and wanted to come out. Cui Zuojing took a deep breath and squeezed his hands on the stopper, but he didn't use any force.

Whether it is the beginning or the end will be settled in the next moment.

The clown saw his nervousness: "Drink something?"

"Give me a bar."

The clown turned and took the bottle of vodka from the cupboard. At this moment, a loud noise came from outside.

Cui Zuojing and he looked at the direction of the sound at the same time. The small bar is the private place of the clown and can go directly outside the circus.

There was another loud noise, accompanied by the crisp sound of the wood being shattered, it seemed that someone was destroying it.

Who wouldn't think about the trouble of finding a circus?

"I'll go out and see." The clown narrowed his eyes. He walked out of the bar, removed the crescent moon swords hanging on the wall, raised his hands and bowed, and the figure disappeared outside the curtain that was hanging down again.

There is a clown, and Cui Zuojing is not worried at all. He gathers up and smells the bottom of the bottle.

"Uncle must like it very much." Cui Zuojing said, raising his head and sulking the bottle.

Suddenly, the entire mouth and esophagus seemed to be burned by fire, leaving only the hot pain. Cui Zuojing put the bottle down and yanked the cork stopper.

Colorful streamers popped out, straight into his eyebrows, just as they were forcibly pulled away.

Suddenly, those feelings that were stronger than spirits, like dry spring eyes flowing again, poured into his heart and almost burned him.

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The glass bottle fell from his hand, slurped on the bar counter, and finally fell on the wooden floor.

Dong Zheng raised his head.

The prisoner link between him and Cui Zuojing was cut off by Cui Zuojing unilaterally just now.

Now he can perceive the other party's approximate location, but he cannot know the specific situation of Cui Zuojing.

"What kind of props does Brother Dong want?" Wang Que asked. She was looking at the dazzling array of goods on the shelves. There were more items than all the props stores she had entered before.

After the show ended and the other pilgrims met, the magician took them to the clown's shop. According to the rules, everyone who received the ticket could choose a product in it as a reward.

This is why so many pilgrims pay attention to the movement of the circus and eagerly want to come in.

The clown's shop is full of good things.

Who would miss this rare opportunity?

The store looks very ordinary. It is an area surrounded by red cloth in the background of the circus. There are many animal heads and dark decoration on the walls. On the rows of counters, you can take them outside The sensational treasure items are placed in their own cubicles. If you want to take them away without being hunted down, you must solve the puzzles in the cubicle.

"Choose a handy weapon." Dong Zheng suppressed the anxiety and anxiety in his heart, and he saw no abnormality at all, saying, "Compared to you, I still have a little way to save my life."

"Yeah." Both Wangque Dong Linhai and Xia Qiongyun's abilities can be directly used in combat. Although Dong Zheng can carry out mental attacks, if the other party is not a wise creature, he will have no solution at all.

"There are so many things, but it's a pity that you can only choose the same one." Wangque picked up a fan that could be used as a weapon, and after watching it carefully, she put it down.

Xia Qiongyun: "It is because there is only one chance that people will cherish it, don't choose randomly."

Three people, one cat and other pilgrims slowly selected between the shelves. When a dwarf came over, she found the white cat and said to Victor, who was pulling silver bells on the third floor: "Is it Vick? Mr. Duo? Mr. Clown said that he has helped you choose your rewards. Are you convenient to take it with me now?"

"The clown helped me choose?" Victor jumped off the counter, a little curious about what it would be. With his current cat body, there was not much available for him. In fact, he had just been choosing the right one for Dong Linhai. Props.

Dong Zheng: "Uncle go first, we can come by ourselves."

Victor thought that there would be no trouble, and flicked his tail: "Okay, see you later."

After turning the entire store around to see all the products, Dong Zheng finally turned back to a shelf and stood in front of a compartment containing a large piece of metal.

According to the introduction on the small card next to it, this was accidentally discovered by a circus member in a crater. It is not any metal currently known, but all properties are excellent, and there are many unknown properties that have not been proven. Very suitable as a raw material for forging weapons.

None of those ready-made weapons are too suitable for him, can you build one with this metal?

The irregularly shaped metal quietly radiates silver and white light, about the size of an air-conditioning outdoor unit.There are too many good things in the shop. Most of the pilgrims have chosen the ones that are very powerful and can be used directly. Like this kind of raw material, few people patronize, so that the area where metal wood and various liquids are piled up is only Dong Zheng.

Dong Zheng turned around again and finally made up his mind-that's it.

He pressed his palm against the compartment, and a small dark grid popped out of it, inside which were placed eight metal balls that looked exactly the same, and a circular card slot was recessed in the door of the compartment. Beads.

There is no prompt.

Dong Zheng picked up the eight beads one by one and observed them, paying particular attention to the measurement of quality, and soon discovered that they were all the same regardless of their appearance and weight, and it was impossible to separate them.

What should I do?

There is no hint, Dong Zheng guesses that a different one should be selected, but what is different?

Dong Zheng pondered that each of these balls was the size of a walnut, rolling heavily in his palm, colliding with each other and producing a crisp crisp sound.

The quality is the same, the shape is the same as the appearance, and listening to the sound does not seem to be different, how to distinguish?

Have!

Inspiration sometimes comes only for a moment. Dong Zheng puts the metal ball on the shelf and spins it with a constant force like a gyro when he was a child.

Soon the eight balls rotated together, and Dong Zheng observed their rotation, and really got the desired result.

The density of metal balls is different. In order to produce the same effect as the size and mass, then the ball with high density must be hollow. Under the same outer radius, the ball with high density has a large inner radius and a large moment of inertia, which is E=1/2Jω^ 2 It can be seen that at the same applied torque, the angular acceleration is relatively small and will turn slowly.

Dong Zheng successfully picked out the one with a density different from the other eight metal balls and pressed it into the card slot.

With a click, the exhibition lights in the compartment went out, indicating that he could take things away.

Dong Zheng reached into his hand and tried to move the large piece of metal, and found that its mass was lighter than he thought.

The material with low density, high toughness and high strength is the most suitable as a weapon.

Dong Zheng is holding the metal that is the size of the outdoor unit of the air conditioner. Is he thinking about holding it all the time?It felt like someone was pulling the hem of his clothes.

He lowered his head. One of the gnomes he had seen before came to him sometime and pointed to the metal in his arms. He said, "Are you sure to choose this product?"

"Yes."

Gnome: "Please come with me, this one is just a sample. You can put it down first. Someone will help you get it later. The real product was put in the warehouse by Mr. Joker. Please come and see me."

This piece... is a sample?

Dong Zheng was a little surprised. If such a large piece is a sample, how big is the real metal?

He put the metal back into the compartment and followed behind the dwarf.

In a piece of pure white, the black rails were not far away, and became the only color in this space. The endless trains disappeared. A year ago, the clown was here, welcoming Cui Zuojing who stole back.

The big red drape hangs behind itself, and the clown takes two steps forward, not letting the little noise around the quiet.

Uh!

The whip was pulled from the side of the neck, the clown raised his arm, and the scimitar against the outside of the forearm easily blocked the attack. The metal scraped "poo" and splashed.

The boy in black combat uniform descended from the sky and landed in front of the clown.

A snake protruded his head from his neck and spit out the scarlet snake letter to the clown. Tang Ji flicked the ninth whip lightly, and the whip twitched out and exploded.

"I haven't seen you for a long time." Tang Ji smiled and waved to greet the clown, but the smile didn't enter his eyes, and he couldn't hide the bloodthirsty madness.

Even though many years have passed, Tang Ji still remembers the day when his loyal Highness pierced his sword into the heart of the old woman who only shouted "cut off his head", and as the clown of the Red Queen's confidante Heirs and an entire assassination corps chased and escaped.

Crawling out of hell a little bit with his festered hands and feet, he eventually became a confidant of His Highness. He thought he was strong enough, but he couldn’t even hold it for ten rounds in the confrontation with the clown. .